Ordinary fantasy adventure in Faerûn

Chapter 70 Seasoned Warrior
  violent? Is he actually a barbarian?

Indeed, this fighting style is indeed very similar to that of a barbarian, but the wisdom revealed in its details is more like that of a seasoned warrior. It is interesting, so interesting.

The veteran who thought of this suddenly crossed his arms and said calmly to Nohir.

"Haha, I'm afraid it's not that simple. Your fighting style may seem reckless and rough, but it's actually full of wisdom. It's definitely not something that can be achieved by sheer bravery alone!"

He suddenly pointed at the shapeshifter in the corner with his arms cut off. At this moment, the monster had already turned into a corpse due to excessive blood loss. The veteran pointed at the corpse facing Nohir and the surrounding people. Flame Fist said.

"Listen up, little bastards! Listen carefully to my analysis of this battle! Because the wisdom in this battle can last you a lifetime!"

The veteran yelled at the soldiers around him, and the other soldiers immediately straightened their postures, preparing to listen carefully to the life experience of this battle-hardened old man.

The veteran should turn to Nohir and say to him.

"I happened to lead a patrol on this street before. We rushed here at full speed from the moment the riot just broke out. Although we were a step late due to the dense flow of people, we arrived in less than three minutes. on site."

"However, you ended the battle completely within three minutes, and you were not even injured. If you were really alone, there was only one possibility to achieve such a result, and that was that you caught them off guard! "

"I am afraid that the arms of this shape-shifter were cut off because of your sneak attack. You used its wailing sound to cause panic among the people, and also attracted our attention, thereby forcing the assassins to rush into action. attack!"

The veteran once again pointed to the corpse of the Reaper whose head was severed. The magic dagger on the ground that seemed to have been corroded and rusted was the symbol of the Reaper. This veteran who had been fighting against the Baal Order for a lifetime glanced at it. I recognized it.

"An assassin who doesn't get the right timing can't even defeat a rookie warrior head-on, and under your pressure, even a reaper loses its footing!"

"You killed the Reaper almost as soon as he appeared, and then took the opportunity to quickly kill the other two assassins. One of them had his head exploded by a flying axe, while the other was beaten to death by a heavy punch. You You probably wanted to keep him alive, right? Unfortunately, under the pressure of danger, you struck too hard and blew his head off."

Is that person still dead? But it doesn't matter, what's really important now is not the assassin killed by Nohir, but this veteran.

His guess was completely correct! He actually guessed what was going on just from those few glances! Nohill had to feel sincere admiration for this veteran's insight! And the veteran hasn't finished speaking yet.

"How bold! The whole process can be said to be very thrilling. One wrong step will lead to a rapid deterioration of the situation. This is not a feat that ordinary people can accomplish!"

Yes, one reaper, two night blades, and five shapeshifters. The quantity and quality have exceeded the limit that he can normally handle with his current strength.

If he hadn't taken advantage of the surprise attack and forced the reaper to reveal his flaws through the approaching conspiracy of the Flame Fist, his movement route would have been restricted by the narrow entrance to the cellar, and he would have suddenly used the Eagle Totem's power the moment he appeared. The high-speed burst decapitates it. Without these conditions, it is really hard to say who will win and who will lose.

No, I will definitely die. If I let those shapeshifters hold me back from the front and assassins ambush me in the dark, I will definitely die!
  There is no way we can survive the arrival of support! I will die!

Veteran: "Maybe I really underestimated you before. It's really rude, soldier."

The veteran took off his helmet directly to show respect and then extended his right hand to Nohill. Nohill was also separated from his thoughts. He immediately stretched out his right hand and shook the veteran tightly.

"It's just a matter of survival, Nohir Temariti, just call me Nohir.

Nohill's move made the veteran burst into laughter. To the veteran, Nohill's behavior was a very noble act of mutual respect and was very to his liking. The other Flame Fist soldiers around him They all understood how dangerous this battle was. If it had been them, they would have died at the hands of these assassins, so they also looked at Nohir with respect.

"Haha, my name is Palestine, Burning Palestine. If you have anything to do with Baldur's Gate in the future, just come to Feilongyan Fortress to find me!"

Burning flames! This title is a bit extraordinary.

There is a fixed set of military ranks in the Flame Fist Corps. From lowest to highest, they are Flame Fist, Iron Hand, Jingwei, Lieyan, Ranyan and Marshal. Ranyan is the military rank second only to the marshal. The status of the person in front of him can be said to be very high in the entire Flame Fist Legion, but isn't this a matter of course? A warrior who can make that kind of analysis must not be strong enough. Generally strong!
  "Maybe I underestimated you, but I didn't expect that the person in front of me was actually a Ranyan."

Nohill already regretted being arrogant before. When Palestine stood in front of him, he actually thought about knocking him out with his bare hands.

Maybe Palestine is aging, but his combat skills must have become more refined due to the years of training. Being approached by such a high-level warrior at such a close distance, a small fourth-level barbarian himself is There is absolutely no way he can defeat him, especially when he is in the period of weakness after the violent rage.

No, even if there is no period of weakness, and he fights Palestine head-on and activates the berserk, he is probably not his opponent. Even if he has certain attribute advantages after activating the berserk, this advantage alone is not enough to defeat a hundred. War veterans.

"Haha! I was as arrogant as you when I was young, and it was this arrogance that made me!"

Palestine reached into the cloth bag on his waist, took out a token with the sealer's gorgeous flame wrapped around his fist, and threw it directly to Nohir.

"Take this. With this, you can travel to and from the lower city at will without paying city fees. You can also use this to stay directly in the upper city without worrying about being kicked out by the monitors. But the most important thing is, You can meet me directly with this token."

"Come to Feilongyan when you have time, and then I will give you the reward that truly belongs to you."

Nohir raised his hand to catch it and put this gorgeous token in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

[Token of Burning Palestine]

[+1 magic item]

[Enchanting Effect: Burning Order]

[Holding this token can enjoy great convenience in Baldur's Gate. Your reputation in the Flame Fist Legion will rise to friendship or respect. The token is difficult to destroy and will remain bright for a long time. ]
  "I just killed a few assassins. Is the reward too generous?"

After playing with the token for a while, Nohir said to Palestine, and Palestine explained.

"No, your contribution is by no means as light as you said. You are worthy of this token just for the reaper you killed, and the living shapeshifter you left behind is even more important to Baldur's Gate. Significant."

Palestine was about to speak, but suddenly realized something, so he did not continue on the topic, but said to Nohir.

"We will hang the corpses of these cultists on the Basilisk Gate for public display. I will also have four elite warriors stay here to prevent other assassins from coming."

"We'll take this shapeshifter away so we don't have to worry about long nights."

Palestine signaled the soldiers to pick up the unconscious shapeshifter, but then Nohir suddenly said.

"I have no problem with you taking this guy away. I'm not good at torture anyway."

"But I hope that after you ask for information, you can also reveal some information to me. I have already offended this group of cultists, and I don't want to know anything about these potential enemies."

Palestine frowned and opened his mouth as if to persuade, but then.

"...Okay, you are indeed in more danger now. I will send some more guards here when I return to Feilongyan. After you and the store manager here are finished, I will have these soldiers escort you to Feilongyan."

　Thanks to Giosue, the best in this world, lxa-X, the frost never sleeps, and the spectator L0629 for your support!
  　　
  　
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